Honoring our fallen soldierss...
War makes men out fo boys. And heros out fo men. War ruins lives. But it saves lives too.
I never new my Grampy Gristle. He died during the early years of that unholy hell called World War 2--quite a few years before I was born. From what I here he was an honerabel man who worked hard and cared deeply for his family. All Gramply Gris ever wanted to do was make our family safe -- and he died doing just that. So on every Memorial Day, I alwasy take timie out to thank him for that.
Thank you Gramply Gristle. We miss you. Its just so trajik that you got yourself locked in that safe you were building for our family. It took days to recover your body. Why didnt you leave the combo?...
--Gristle out
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